There are too many tomorrow, but there will be no more of the same today. From the starting point of life to the present graduating little boy, you h**e the life you h**e lamented the grief at separation and joy in Union? H**e failed but still can laugh at life? You h**e my pain and frustration over the curse of God? Whether you h**e done this, everything has become the past, good memories; everything has become history, a wise choice.
　　In a rain in the morning, the flowers and trees on campus after rain baptism, more beautiful, more healthy, my classmates and I are eating breakfast, imperceptibly, I stay in the eyes of a little girl who, he is wearing a yellow skirt carrying a big bag, alone a person wandering in front of the teaching building. At this moment, I can not help but think of themselves, in six years ago, that was the first grade at the entrance of the small child has made such a move, every time when I go to school, I always a person wandering in front of the teaching building, I silently in my heart to le**e the nursery when good partners, I it entered the school, started a new study and life, I must work hard, and then get back their competition! This is just a very simple and naive, but now I grow up, remember everything is just a dream, and now whether they meet difficulties, I always the up to fling caution to the winds, think of those who are very far but very close friends, their company makes me feel lonely, they encourage me to h**e confidence in the future.
　　There are too many vicissitudes of life, grief at separation and joy in Union in the six years of primary school career, I am lucky to finish my school life here. I h**e been studying here for six years, although I often h**e some war of words between my classmates, but I always think I live in a happy, free and forever class. Review the past, I will always feel gratified, always proud of oneself! It all seems like a gold bubble, there are countless small drop of water, though it is never broken, because it needs to collect more drops of water, until the end of the world.
　　Looking back on the past, our life is so beautiful; looking to the future, our life is so wonderful. We h**e been tr**eling on this long road on this road, covered with thorns and flowers. We h**e been trying to do well, though we will encounter many difficulties on the way, but we h**e been sticking to the virtues of human nature. The past, let it pass, the history is still beautiful. In the future, I will not give up my dream, no matter how deep the difficult Valley is on the road of life. Looking forward to the future, I am confident, I will work hard for my dream!